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The darkness is all-consuming as Cheng Xiaoshi tries to get his bearings. His head is pounding, ears ringing. His vision could be fuzzy, but he can't know for sure. Something is dry, crusted to the side of his face. He feels it crackle when he scrunches his nose.
Through the fog, everything comes back in bits and pieces. Glass smashing as the intruder breaks in. Panic as the silver gun flashes in the moonlight in the hands of a man who was all too eager to pull the trigger. Lu Guang's look of absolute terror. Something about a punishment? Blood. The rest is a chaotic, distant memory as he floats in the blackness.
He blinks, hoping that once his eyes adjust to the light he can start figuring out where he is, but no matter how much time seems to pass, it doesn't happen. It's pitch black, wherever he is. There are no slivers of light under a closed door or through a window. There's nothing but the sound of Cheng Xiaoshi's ragged breathing and complete and total isolation.
He closes his eyes (not that it will help) and listens, hoping for a clue, trying to stay clam. To think like Lu Guang would. His stomach churns.
Lu Guang.
Is he even alive? Is he okay? Nope, he can't deal with that right now, not when there are more pressing matters.
He listens for cars passing, the sound of a train, distant voices. He tries to call out, then realizes that a rag has been stuffed in his mouth, secured with a long line of duct tape stretching from ear to ear. He feels the edges tug on his hair. He once watched this crime drama where the victim was able to get the duct tape off by licking it until the adhesive started to separate. But the rag sucks all the moisture out of his mouth, leaving his tongue feeling like sandpaper.
Cheng Xiaoshi tries to move, but he quickly finds that it's a useless endeavor too. He's on his stomach, bound rightly against what feels like a leather surface. He feels softly padded cuffs lining his wrists, up his forearms near his elbows, a belt snugly wrapped around his torso. When he tries to kick and twist his body free, he realizes that his legs are bound too. The more he moves and struggles and he gets used to the blinding darkness, the more his body feels.
The cuffs are lined with soft fur that brushes across his bare skin. His legs are bound at the thighs and ankles. He tries not to hyperventilate when he realizes that his legs are spread wide. The leather beneath him chafes against his nipples as he kicks and struggles, trying to throw himself to the floor, to tear apart whoever put an alpha like him in this compromising position.
Overwhelmed with fury, his scent permeates the room as realization truly sinks in. He's trapped, exposed as the cold air of the room draws goosebumps across his skin.
He's been strapped to a bench and forced to present. Like a fucking omega.
He growls and struggles and screams, only to be silenced by the gag. He coughs with the effort. After what feels like hours, he stops, breathing heavily.
Eventually, exhaustion wins and sleep pulls him under.
-
Vein decides that Cheng Xiaoshi has been given enough time to acclimate to his new home.
He thought through everything, of course. Something like this requires planning, and Vein has had plenty of time to prepare.
Watching Cheng Xiaoshi struggle through the camera had been amusing. The night vision mode was a fantastic investment. Watching Cheng Xiaoshi slowly come to, discovering each element piece by piece, struggling to the point of exhaustion. Seeing an alpha reduced to nothing but this has Vein's heart racing. There's truly nothing like holding complete and utter power over a creature that shouldn't be able to be tamed.
While finally having another powerful alpha bend to his will and break completely is a thing of beauty, Vein loves the journey just as much.
Nearly giddy with excitement, he grabs a duffel bag full of supplies, then heads downstairs.
It's finally time.
Vein slides the deadbolt of the thick metal door, twists the knob, and steps inside. He pauses for a moment, inhaling the warm cinnamon scent of the other alpha. It's a shame that his scent will change soon. He smells divine despite the aggressive pheromones. It's cute, really, how Cheng Xiaoshi genuinely thinks that he has a chance.
Right now, Cheng Xiaoshi sleeps, filling the room with soft snores that are muffled by the gag. This will be the most rest he'll get for a while. A full, restful night of sleep will be something Cheng Xiaoshi has to earn.
He flips the light switch near the door, filling the room with harsh fluorescent light, so bright it's nearly blue. The light fixtures buzz. Cheng Xiaoshi jolts awake, squinting his eyes, growling in response to the sudden change.
This is going to be fun.
"Good morning, sleeping beauty," Vein says as he approaches. He can't help but admire his own work. The leather bench is bolted to the floor, preventing any movement as Cheng Xiaoshi starts struggling again. The metal rolling table nearby is already set up with most of the instruments Vein needs. The smooth cement floor is perfect for easy cleanup. It's a beautiful sight.
"Are you comfortable?" he asks, grinning sharply when Cheng Xiaoshi tries to snap back, only to be muffled by the gag. "Good," he responds, like the alpha was able to give a proper response.
He drops the bag to the ground in front of him before crouching to look him in the eye. "This is all a bit archaic, I know. But don't worry, I'm here to make this process as easy as possible. Just remember, the more you fight, the more unpleasant this will be."
Cheng Xiaoshi's big brown eyes widen in fear, his scent growing stronger, chest heaving against the bench. It's a beautiful sight. And for now, Vein has him all to himself.
"I'm going to tell you exactly what's going to happen," he continues. "You're going to stay right here. Every day I'll visit you for your treatment. You are in an underground, soundproof basement. The walls are concrete and at least a foot thick. Nobody will smell you. Nobody will hear you. Nobody will find you until I decide to let you go." Vein gently cards a hand through Cheng Xiaoshi's hair, still matted with blood from when Vein hit him with a gun "Understand?"
Cheng Xiaoshi just stares him down, challenging the other alpha, defiant even in this state. Vein feels himself growing hard in his slacks.
"You really are a pretty little thing," he murmurs, cupping his face and gently stroking a thumb across his cheekbone, imagining tracks of tears and eyelashes clumped together. He kisses him on the forehead tenderly, before reaching into the duffel bag and pulls out the remaining supplies. He chuckles as Cheng Xiaoshi hyperventilates when he sees the syringe and needle, even more so at the bottle of lube and the large silicone plug.
He must know his destiny by now. Vein takes his time putting on a pair of blue medical gloves, letting the latex snap against his skin. He disinfects Cheng Xiaoshi's arm with an alcohol pad before injecting the syringe into a tiny vial, carefully measuring out the dose.
Traditional methods of bitching are still effective, but Vein isn't one to take any chances.
Leather digs deliciously into his skin as Cheng Xiaoshi tries to wrench his body away.
"Shhh. It's just time for your medicine." Vein plunges the needle into his arm with a little more force than necessary, his cock growing harder at the little whimper that escapes through the gag. He watches as the clear liquid disappears into the other alpha's arm, starting the change from the inside out. The oral medications will come later, but right now, he doesn't trust Cheng Xiaoshi to not bite off one of his fingers.
"Good boy," Vein coos as he ever so slowly pulls the needle out. A tiny droplet of blood beads at the injection site. Vein brushes across the skin with a gloved finger and closes his eyes when he wraps his lips around it, savoring the taste of copper and cinnamon.
Metal wheels scrape against the floor as he rolls the cart behind the struggling alpha.
It's truly a sight to behold.
Cheng Xiaoshi's hole is perfectly on display at the exact height for Vein to sink into. His hips are tilted up at the perfect angle to keep him open and immobilized. His hole is a little hairy for Vein's taste, but that is sure to change with time.
He runs a hand over the curve of his ass, admiring his work. If he's being honest, there's no use in delaying the inevitable, but being the very first to take a proud alpha is something he wants to savor.
He takes one of the bottles and pours shaving gel into his palm. He lathers it up between his hands and rubs it into the skin just around his hole. Cheng Xiaoshi jerks growling and pumping more aggressive pheromones into the air. Vein inhales, reveling in the scent of musk and distress, further feeling the heat rising in his belly. He's certain that Cheng Xiaoshi can sense his arousal.
He unsheathes the straight razor, leaning over Cheng Xiaoshi, waggling it over his shoulder, watching it flash dangerously in the harsh light. He can see the terrified alpha's expression in its reflection.
"I'd stay still if I were you." Vein settles back behind him and starts slowly running the sharp blade against the sensitive skin. The hair comes away easily and soon enough, the skin around his hole is soft and clean and ready.
"Perfect," he marvels, running a finger across his hole. "This is exactly how your pretty cunt is supposed to look." Cheng Xiaoshi whimpers, trying feebly to get away once again, but all he seems to be able to manage is a small twitch of his hips. Vein slips off the gloves, tossing them carelessly onto the table. They've served their purpose for now.
"Soon, your whole body is going to be this soft," Vein says as he adjusts himself. He can feel his knot already starting to form.
Cheng Xiaoshi screams at the sound of the bottle cap snapping open, kicking and thrashing, chest heaving against the bench. Vein finally unbuttons his pants, fishing out his own cock. He drizzles lube onto it and gives it a wet stroke. The obscene squelch a promise of what is to come.
He drizzles more lube onto his fingers and brings them to Cheng Xiaoshi's virgin hole. He carefully rubs it with the pad of his fingers, closing his eyes and groaning at the sound of Cheng Xiaoshi's screams. The scent glands between his thighs are pumping pheromones and Vein can no longer resist. He plunges the first finger in as he bites the sensitive scent gland, hard.
The alpha is tight and hot around Vein's finger. He can feel his hole clamp down, clenching hard around the unfamiliar intrusion. Vein doesn't give him much time to adjust before adding a second finger alongside the first. He stretches his fingers, adding more lube in between, pushing it in as he prepares him.
"You're already so wet for me. It's like you're already in heat." Another finger. Another muffled cry. Finally, Cheng Xiaoshi's hole starts to open up, but he's still so tight, it's hard for Vein to pump his fingers. "Fuck, it's like you're sucking me in."
Impatiently, he pulls out his fingers, wiping the remaining lube on Cheng Xiaoshi's backside.
Vein settles in behind him and lines himself up. If he thought Cheng Xiaoshi was struggling before, it is nothing in comparison to how he thrashes now. The leather is leaving bright red marks and welts. His howls and cries reverberate beautifully through the room. His whole body is so tense it might snap. His hands flex and clench like that will somehow get him free.
His whole body freezes as Vein rubs the head of his cock over Cheng Xiaoshi's hole. Objectively, it hasn't been stretched enough, yet it still starts to open as he slowly pushes in.
"That's it," Vein says softly as he continues to push in, inch by agonizing inch. "Take it like a good omega."
Suddenly, Vein snaps his hips sharply, filling Cheng Xiaoshi completely in one go.
Cheng Xiaoshi stops struggling. Instead, he's trembling all over, completely stiff, his body seemingly in shock. His hole clenches rhythmically around Vein's length, trying to determine whether he it should relax or keep resisting. Vein watches in awe as his muscles bunch and flex under his skin, imagining the serum currently coursing through his veins, pumping through his blood and into his heart, changing him from the inside.
Vein's had other omegas and betas, but nothing beats the rush of dominating another alpha.
He experimentally rolls his hips, watching his cock stretch Cheng Xiaoshi open, knowing that nobody else had had him this way. His rim is already red, swollen from abuse. Vein is already so close. Cheng Xiaoshi is too beautiful, too tight. And Vein knows that it's just the beginning. He'll have him every day as much as he wants until Cheng Xiaoshi is irrevocably changed.
He pulls out all the way, watching the slightly rough slide of his cock as it exists Cheng Xiaoshi's body. His hole is open now, fluttering, gaping, inviting Vein to sink back inside.
Once again, Vein lines himself up, and slams inside. This time, Cheng Xiaoshi hangs his head, his body going completely limp, finally surrendering as Vein sets a punishing pace, drilling into him over and over. The room fills with the lewd, obscene sounds of skin slapping, Vein's loud groans, Cheng Xiaoshi's quiet sniffling as he's dominated.
"You really are a pathetic excuse for an alpha." It gets harder for Vein to move as he gets closer, his knot swelling with each thrust, ready to claim him. "You can't even protect your own den or your best friend." Vein's cock twitches when Cheng Xiaoshi lets out a muffled sob. Next time, he'll definitely take out the gag. He wants to hear him beg. "Can't you see?" he continues. "You're too weak. You aren't meant to be an alpha. All you have to do now is take it. No pressure, no expectation to be something you're not. All you have to do is lay there and be my bitch. Think you can handle that?"
Vein curses as his hips start to stutter. "I think you're ready, omega."
Cheng Xiaoshi, one last time, tries in vain to buck Vein off, to squirm away, but Vein just digs his fingers into his hips, his fingernails drawing blood as he shoves his knot into him.
Vein comes hard, partially collapsing onto the body beneath him, moaning, cock kicking and twitching as Cheng Xiaoshi screams himself hoarse under the gag. His hole clenches hard around him, seemingly trying to push him out while Vein's knot pumps him full of come.
Cheng Xiaoshi's scent is completely overpowered by musk and pine and spice and the scent of Vein's arousal.
The room smells like power and victory and shame and loss; and Vein can't help but laugh at the absurdity of it all.
Never in a million years did he think that he'd have an alpha like Cheng Xiaoshi whimpering beneath him as he's filled with Vein's release.
"That's a good boy," Vein coos, tenderly running his hands over his body. "See, it's not so bad. You'll get used to it. You'll take my knot easily soon, pretty thing."
Vein slowly rolls his hips again, moaning at the feeling of his knot tugging on Cheng Xiaoshi's hole. His cock twitches as Cheng Xiaoshi cries out in pain. It's music to his ears.
After some time, his knot deflates, and Vein pulls out with a hiss. Despite the tilt of his hips, Vein watches his release dribble out of his well-used hole, trickling down his balls, and landing in a little pool on the bench. It's tinged with pink, blood most likely. An alpha can't take a beating like that without coming out unscathed. He looks at the plug, twirling it playfully between his fingers. Cheng Xiaoshi is so loose and wet, it would be unbelievable easy to slide it inside and keep him ready for tomorrow. However, Vein wants to feel Cheng Xiaoshi's too-tight hole flex around him. He wants to hear his cries of pain as Vein takes him. He wants it to hurt. So he puts it back on the table, tucks his spent cock back into his pants and heads for the door.
"See you in the morning, omega."
The room goes dark as Vein locks the door behind him, cutting off the whimper that leaves Cheng Xiaoshi's lips.